"Bailey you alright?" Jayden whispered to me as he cradled me in
his arms. I felt like I couldn't breathe. My heart felt like it
was racing, when it was barely beating. I couldn't say I was cold
because I couldn't talk. I could barley move. I was freezing but
now I am frozen. Like I was frozen in time. I couldn't fee my
legs of my hands or really even my stomach. I was so cold, so
cold. I was scared but when I cried, the tears just froze to my
cheeks. "Bailey?" He asked again running his hand down my cheek.
All I could do was stare at him wordlessly.
"Jay is she alright?" Wyatt asked from where he was curled up in
a blanket. Jayden shook his head at him.
"Wyatt if it doesn't get warm in here quickly I don't know if she
will make it." H whispered back. Wyatt closed his eyes fighting
the tears trying to escape there prison.
"She has too." Was all he said.
"Well we have to hope someone comes soon because I don't think we
can stay here any longer." Colt said shaking his head pulling his
blanket closer to himself.
"Can't we take her somewhere else? Maybe some of the houses close
to school?" One of the guys said looking at my pale face.
"If we take her into the wind it would kill her fast. No, it
would kill all of us faster." Colt said shaking his head.
"The best chance we have is if the Marines get here fast."
Derrick said from where he was sitting. Wyatt looked at him.
"He's right, it's our only hope." He shook his head. "Man do I
wish it wasn't." Jayden nodded pulling me up to press his lips to
my forehead. I shook in his arms as my body fought to stay warm.
Jayden held me tightly to him as I started to cry in pain.
"It's alright Bailey. Shh it's alright." He whispered stroking my
hair. I shook my head opening my eyes with the last bit of energy
"No it's not. I'm cold." I cried at him as my heart gave me a
painful thump. I could barely breathe. Jayden rubbed my back
trying to make some friction to try to warm me up. I closed my
eyes trying to get away from the cold that wanted to engulf me.
Sleep took me into its warmth making it worth it……
I woke to the sound of footsteps in the hallway outside the
locker room. I couldn't move anything but my eyes. The wind was
howling outside the school making me want to go back to sleep.
Everyone around us was sleeping; it looked like I was the only
one up. I watched as the locker room door opened and a black nose
come into the room. The nose pushed through making his head
appear into the room, his breath showing in the cold hair. His
head turned towards me locking eyes with me. I knew him. It was
Harley. My dog was here in the high school that was killing me.
"Harley?" my voice was barley a whisper. But he heard me. He ran
over to me, his tail wagging as he nudged my face with his warm
head. It took me all I had left to lift my hand and pet his warm
head. He licked my face before walking back to the door and
barking loudly causing everyone to wake up in the room. "What the
hell is going?" Colt asked rubbing his eyes. He looked at Harley
who was licking my face even though I didn't answer. Jayden
looked down at me.
"Bailey come on wake up." He said rubbing my arm. I didn't move.
"Bailey?" He asked shaking me. Harley licked my face again trying
to wake me up like he always does but it didn't work. Not this
time. The burst open causing everyone to jump. Flashlights were
shined around the room on everyone's face.
"You guys alright?" The marines asked looking at all the guys
faces. One of the marines rushed to Jayden's side putting his
hand on my face.
"She's so cold." He said.
"I'm sorry Mr. Williams I tried to keep her warm but it's just so
cold." He whispered looking at Dad.
"Let's get her out of here." He whispered taking me into his arms
wrapping me in a blanket. He held me gently to himself grabbing
another blanket to wrap me up in as he got to the front door
where the trucks were. Harley followed him whimpering as they
ran, staying out of the harsh wind. Dad rubbed my back like he
did when I was a baby trying to wake me up as we got into the
heat of the humvee. "Come on Baby wake up." He whispered as
Harley licked at my exposed hand. I whimpered at the sudden
change of air temperature. "Hey Baby." He smiled at me rubbing my
"Daddy?" He nodded looking at the driver.
"Take us to the base hospital ASAP." The drive nodded pulled out
of the thick snow making his way to the main roads. He looked
back at me leaning down to press his lips to my forehead. "I'm
"I'm cold Daddy." I whispered to him closing my eyes again the
tiredness taking over me again.
"I know Baby, but I'm here for you not. It's going to be alright
now. Daddy's here. Daddy's here." He whispered laying my head on
"Daddy's here." I whispered knowing I was safe now. I always
remember when I was little those two words always making me feel
better. When I was sick and could barley move any more I remember
Dad taking me into his strong arms and just whispering 'Daddy's
here' and I felt that little bit better. I closed my eyes as the
feeling of being safe again, out of harms way safe in the arms of